Oh my god Jesus Christ Superstar!
Look who’s back yo!
Finally received the cds from Mummy Ooi. I spent all of last night and today reformatting my computer then fretting because for some reason I couldn’t go online.
Didn’t even wash my face this morning when I woke up and just kept trying to fix my computer.
Even called up Dell and suffered trying to explain my problem in Japanese.
But finally! I figured out that the problem lay in my not having a modem driver and Darren figured out which driver I needed and made me download it and now here I am!
Freshly showered and moisturised and everything.
So today’s is going to be a backdated photo entry.
Because I finally got my very own camera! Earned through hours of teaching bratty middle schoolers English.
Sealed my own torture by telling them of the time I went to Genting and banged my face on the bumper car steering wheel, making my mouth bleed and my front teeth shake. Of all the things I taught them, they never forgot this and never failed to remind me of it either.
But this baby is worth it. As worth it as downloading Goong and getting worms wtf.
For New Year’s I went to Kiyomizu Temple.
The front.
Love Stone in the temple.
The view from up there.
Me and Otousan.
Then we went home and had longevity soba.
A few days after that, it was Coming of Age Day for Kanae. Japanese people reach adulthood at age 20 and on Coming of Age Day (Seijin Shiki), they put on kimono or suits and take professional pictures, go to a shrine to attend the ceremony, then go out drinking at night with their friends.
I tagged along when Kanae was getting her hair, makeup and kimono done.
Then after that my camera went out of battery so you don’t get to see the finished product. wtf.
Ooh then last week I met up with Minami, Sze Jiann’s girlfriend, and she passed me a bunch of stuff from Mummy Ooi. Boring stuff like bak kut teh, bak hu, Maggi tom yam abalone wtf…
AND an album of pictures of me growing up. Of which I promptly took pictures of with my camera to show people who don’t believe that SERIOUSLY I WAS DAMN FUGLY.
Though admittedly, I did start life as an amazingly adorable baby.
A tad fat, but still very endearing.
Still cute and pretty! I think I was 4 or 5.
But cute and pretty mutated into…..
Jeng jeng jeng! Age 9 or 10.
Hsin censored herself HAHAHAHAH. Age 11.
Age 13.
At 16 I still looked like this. How atrocious wtf.
So I guess we know that the transformation that took place was pretty recent. (God my eyebags are terrible.)
Then there was the AKP New Year Party where we all got to wear kimono.
This pic looks damn geisha-like. If only we were holding, like a fan, instead of a camera.
My pretty obi and long sleeves. (Long furisode signifies a young unmarried woman)
Angie, me, Prindle sensei (the one who told me I dressed badly but I love her now), Yen and Cammi.
Us with dashing Matt.
With Neal. I looked quite shitty that night. Isn’t it always like this, when there’s a nice big function to dress up for, your hair will inevitably look disgusting and while you’re sitting at home in front of the computer your hair will look so good that you don’t even want to remove your makeup cos that will spoil the illusion? Or is that just me?
With Dan.
Me and Angela with Trey-smiles.
Me with my favorite teacher in the world, Prof Lipman (and his wife)
Me and all the Taiwanese. Angela might as well be one too. Angie, me, Andrea, Christin and Christine.
Me and Naoko. God, she’s photogenic.
Me and Christine with Mrs Matsuyama, the lady who dressed me in my kimono. I like her so much, she was damn enthusiastic and sweet.
David, Andrea and me. We weren’t ready.
Random photo of Neal and Angela hahahahaah. Neal looks pissed and Angela looks like a nut.
We went on a field trip to Junichiro Tanizaki’s house. He’s one of Japan’s most famous writers. But
died already. Better than Murakami okay!
The tour guide showed us photos of Tanizaki. In the picture on the bottom right, you can see Tanizaki sitting in the same spot with his wife. Prindle Sensei made me and Will sit there and pretend to be Mr and Mrs Tanizaki. =.=
Here’s one of me being hardworking.
Angela wanted to be hardworking too, but her nose looks like someone’s penis HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA.
Eh really wan, I was writing an essay.
Angie was just pretending la. See her pen isn’t even open!
Sticker pictures. Jesus Christ superstar, I’m addicted.
Pictures to commemorate…
New hair color!
Angela got blond highlights while I got pink.
I can afford to play with my hair now because come senior year, I’m going to take off my extensions, cut my hair, lock myself up in my room and write my fucking thesis.
The End.
